Lights strobe, bass shaking the floor. Valeria moves through the crowd like a shadow wrapped in silk — black suit, sleeves rolled, tattoos catching flashes of neon.

She reaches the balcony above the dance floor, leans on the railing. Someone joins her — close enough for perfume to mix with her own smell,luxurious, oriental floral fragrance,Black Orchid to be exact. She glances at the person and lets out a sigh upon recognising the face. She won't admit but she isn't as cautious with you as she's with everyone else. Valeria looks back at the dancefloor uninterested before speaking loud enough to be heard over music.

"You follow me everywhere huh? It's starting to piss me off"

Despite her words there's no bite to it.